Chapter 775

She started nagging, and I felt like there was a fly beside my ear.

When I started to get a little annoyed, I said, "Stop nagging, Ma'am. I have noted down everything

you said."

She stopped talking and beckoned to the shopkeeper." I want the one she's wearing, the tweed coat

hanging over there, and the few I picked earlier."

Another shopkeeper entered the dressing room and brought out the clothes I changed out of earlier.

Cassey waved her hand. "You don't have to pack the ones she changed out of. Just throw them

away."

"Throw them away?" I widened my eyes.

My voice was a little loud, startling Cassey and the two shopkeepers.

"If we don't throw them out, are we supposed to keep them until they lay grow mold?" Cassey

pointed at my forehead. "Don't tell me that they can still be worn. If you wear clothes of a luxury

brand from 800 years ago, they’ll not even look half as decent as the ones bought on the side of the

road. Others might even think that you’re a nouveau riche gone broke. Please don’t embarrass

Theo."

A woman’s poisonous mouth could kill.

The clothes I changed out of were bought by Theo three years ago. I brought them to Zenon, and

because they were comfortable to wear, I wore them for many years and was not concerned if they

were outdated or not.

Now that she mentioned it, I felt terribly outdated.

Perhaps because I was accompanied by a crazy shopper who could drive my desire for

consumption, I later bought a lot of things as well.

Cassey drove her car here and so did I, so there was no issue with us carrying these things home

ourselves.

However, Cassey still gave Caleb a call and used a spoiled tone as soon as she spoke to him,

"Caleb, I'm in City Square Mall and have bought a lot of things. I can’t carry them myself. Can you

come over and carry them for me?"

I never once thought that a straightforward and boyish girl could use such a gentle tone when

speaking to her lover.

Sure enough, the power of love was truly great.

When she hung up the phone, I could not help but criticize her. "Can't you lift these things to the car

yourself?" "Why are you such a straight thinker!" Cassey sighed." When a woman should show

weakness, she must show weakness so her lover will know that she needs him."

After a pause, she continued, "Once you have a husband, you need to take it as far as not being

able to twist open a bottle cap, not being able to lift heavy objects, and refusing to cross the road

with puddles. Why else do you need a husband?"

I froze, actually finding it hard to refute.

Cassey took my shoulder and said with a smile, "A woman can be brave and face the storm and

everything else when she’s alone. It’s not because she wants to, but because there's no one she

can rely on, hence she has no choice. But once a woman starts dating, she can shed her armor and

become soft. Why else do you think love exists?"

I pursed my lips. "Is that really the case?"

"Therefore, leave all the dirty work and annoying affairs to the men. If they can't handle it, then we’ll

step in and help them out. Men have very strong egos after all. If you don’t need him every time,

he'll think that he's useless."

I stroked my chin and began to contemplate her words.

Seeing that I was daydreaming, she blinked and pulled out her phone to make a call. "Have you not

gotten off work yet, Mr. Busy Grant?"

I widened my eyes to look at her. "Why are you giving

him a call?"

She winked at me and said, "Your wife bought a lot of things and can't carry them herself. Hurry up

and come over to carry them for her."

Perhaps she was the only one brave enough to say words like this to Theo.